Twice Today

There are moments when heart aches, knot rises in throat, eyes cloud over — when desire and uncertainty meet. There is no ceremony here. There is simply honesty, honest longing for ones and things that may not arrive.

They are hoped for(s). Formed in truth, love and beauty, they are in breath, sunlight and starlight. Arising from depths greater than I, they well, overwhelm, and recede in silence and cacophony. They are and are not all at once.